JOURNAL OF MAINE ORNITHOLOGICAL SOCIETY. 



the other bird magazines. In reading 

 this paper, one can see with^his mind's 

 eye, deep down into his very soul, it 

 being so characteristic of himself. This 

 was the last lengthy paper he ever 

 wrote, and in reading its last para- 

 graphs, one can see that he realized 

 that his work along this line, was soon 

 to come to a close. In '95 he was elect- 

 ed an associate member of the "Am. 

 Ornith. Union," and frequently contri- 

 buted notes to the official organ, "The 

 Auk." 



Two notes, one on the capture of a 

 Grasshopper Sparrow near his home in 

 Maine, the other on the occurence of 

 the Prairie Horned Lark in No. Caro- 

 lina, appeared in the July No. In the 

 spring of 1900, he procured a camera 

 for bird photography and from then on 

 every -spare moment was devoted to 

 photographing the birds, nests and 

 eggs, that came under his observations, 

 j^e was very busy with his store duties 

 but not so busy but what he hurried 

 home and after tea, would catch his 

 camera and outfit and hasten to the 

 woods or lake, near his home, to get a 

 photo, of some nest or nests, that had 

 been located on some previous trip. 

 Then too, he arose early, as soon as 

 light, to hasten afield to do what he 

 might, before breakfast and the duties 

 and cares of the day. His parents 

 watched his efforts and enthusiasm, as 

 he progressed in bird photography, full 

 well realizing that he was working be- 

 yond his strength, occasionally, his 

 mother, in her anxiety over her only 

 son, urged him to not try to get photos, 

 of all the species, in one season, but to 

 wait for another season and rest at 

 times, when his store duties were. 

 done. But his ambitions urged him 

 on and nerved him to that state that he 

 could not realize how tired he really 

 was. Had his physical strength been 

 equal to his mental ability and desires, 



he might have accomplished great 

 work in the field of study, which he so 

 greatly loved. 



In the spring of 1900, the writer was 

 transferred from store duties to the 

 road and Pittsfield was one of the 

 many towns to be visited once in three 

 weeks, Thus offering an opportunity 

 as he remarked, to see each other of- 

 tener. Few and far between, were the 

 trips I made there, but what I saw 

 him at tne store or spent the evening 

 at his home, talking over our pet hobby 

 or planning trips to be made among the 

 birds about his locality. 



Many happy hours we spent in the 

 field in search of rarities that abound- 

 ed in his locality and in maKing ex- 

 posures of the nests and eggs found 

 on our travels afield and about the 

 lake. Several of these trips we made 

 together that were crowned with un- 

 looked for success, will ever stand out 

 in my memory as among the happiest 

 moments of my life. He was a most 

 congenial companion on these wood- 

 land strolls, always cheerful, and witty 

 at times, when he could spare a 

 thought to be so. His face ever wore 

 that bright cheery smile, that honest, 

 manly look that once seen, one could 

 not but read the very depths of his 

 soul. "As clear as a crystal." And hav- 

 ing seen, one could not but feel very 

 strongly drawn toward him. He had 

 a bad cold and cough during the win- 

 ter of 1901 and his health failed, so 

 that early in the spring he gave up 

 work at the store. Yet his heart was 

 in his work, and his employers had no 

 reason to complain. He staid to his 

 work longer than he ought. His par- 

 ents and friends, and in fact his em- 

 ployers urged him to not work so hard 

 and also to give up his work sooner 

 than he did, but he staid at his post 

 as long as he could stand the work. 

 He coughed badly through the 



